Things I Already Know

If longing was the ocean, I'd say it took the best man's ship

Well before he could abandon it

I've prayed for this so long, that the part of me that's dark could just be forgotten

Maybe forgiven

How could I have all but missed you?

I think I just missed you

In my best dreams, you're still with me

When I'm talking, are you listening?

(Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll pray

Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll be yours)

They say that passion is a fire with flames that burn on and on

Remember where you came from

If I told you I was sorry, you would have no reason to believe

So, just deceive me

And we'll say this never, we'll pretend it never happened

We'll say it never happened at all

In my best dreams, you're still with me

When I'm talking, are you listening?

(Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll pray

Wither what my hands have made, when all this is done, I'll be yours)

I always check the paper to see if anyone my age has died

I'm never disappointed

Like the second time I watched Where the Red Fern Grows

I already know

Loose lips tend to sink ships

But this was all pretense!

It swells our plight

It explains why you would never sing for me

You would never sink for me

Loose lips

Pretense